Hiatus from the World
My retreat from society is very nearly over. When I came up to The Engineir’s family cottage on Lake Huron in mid-December, the sheer, vast expanse of four to five weeks alone sprawled out in front of me; it seemed like All The Time in the World. In truth, though, it’s gone by remarkably quickly. [...]
Invasion!
I knew it would happen – only a matter of time, really. CRITTERS IN MY GARDEN! Thursday, I found animal tracks (looked like the fox, and perhaps a good-sized raccoon) as well as flea beetles on the tater plants and a lone cucumber beetle on one of the cukes. An aphid on a tomato plant! [...]
Trails
Trails have a sort of magic about them. There is something important about stepping where other people or creatures have stepped before. There is a little bit of power in a footprint – it identifies us, it’s an impression of us, a little of our energy is spent there, in that bit of light mud. [...]






